Keagan’s P.O.V
Frustration gnawed at me like a slow-burning fire, simmering just below the surface and waiting to erupt into a raging inferno at any moment.
The damn proposals in my mails blurred before my eyes and the words made no f*****g sense. Useless ink floating on my laptop screen when all I could see was the star-dusted night sky, the way the fireflies winked like fallen stars in the tall grass.
I couldn’t shake away the memories even if I tried. Her childlike laughter when I gave her a wild ride through aisles, my hands gripping the cart’s handle as I picked up speed. Her giggles exploding when I ran my hand through her hair, tickling her scalp.
For the first time, Jessica had been genuinely happy in my presence. I brought a f*****g smile to my wife’s face. She glanced at me
